The shaman's damage transfer move is really powerful, not only can the injury recover, but it seems that even the pain will be greatly reduced, and when Wanyan is beaten, he is not affected by the severe pain.

Even if Dao Ran really arranged the sword mountain and the sea of fire, it is estimated that those shamans would be able to walk up without changing their faces.

Dao Ran is not afraid to compete with them, the effect of [King Kong is not bad +3] allows him to ignore even the attack of the magic weapon, if the time is prolonged, there will always be a time when the other party will not be able to hold on. But the problem is that this competition cannot be prolonged.

At that time, instead of punishing this group of shamans, they will have the opportunity to show their skills in front of everyone, and they will become saints in front of the Liao people.

And once their reputation spreads to the palace, maybe the Emperor of the Great Zhou will announce their audience, and what kind of dance of extreme love spells will be danced, and the Great Zhou will be over.

Dao Ran not only wants to win, but also to win beautifully, completely compare the other party, and turn this group of shamans into clowns.

"Well, why don't you teach this, Fahai." Dao Ran said with emotion.

On pretending to be ...... No, it's about appearing in front of people, and Buddhism is professional.

But since he was a child, Fahai has not taught Dao Ran this means, only the same Luohan boxing. Just as he sighed, Dao Ran saw two somewhat familiar shadows emerge in the cabin.

If you look closely, it turns out to be the big-headed ghost land hoof and the long-tongued ghost Huaixin.

The big-headed ghost arched towards Dao Ran with his small short hand, and said politely, "Master Dao Ran, meet again." ”

"What a coincidence, the two of you are here to detain the soul again." Dao Ran hurriedly greeted and said.

The big-headed ghost shook his head and said, "It's not a coincidence, our two brothers are here for you, mage." ”

Dao Ran's face changed, isn't it, this is an untimely death? I'm in good health.

"Hehe, Master Daoran, don't get me wrong, your longevity is long. However, you are a little reckless in this matter today. The big-headed ghost said, reaching out and pointing to the side.

In the empty cabin, there was a phantus of complete power, and even though the corpses were burned to ashes, the soul was still exactly the same as when it was alive.

As soon as Wan Yanli's soul appeared, before he could find Dao Ran to ask for his life, the long-tongued ghost next to him skillfully put the chain on, wrapped it around one by one, and then began to paste the charm.

Wan Yanli suddenly stiffened, and could only let the long-tongued ghost fiddle.

"Master Daoran, in the future, you will still raise your noble hand and take the initiative to kill, please do as little as possible, otherwise our Lu Judge will not look good on his face." Thanks to the fact that you have spent a lot of ghosts a few days ago, this merit makes Lu Juan feel comfortable, otherwise I am afraid that the Shouyuan added before will be deducted back. ”

Dao Ran wanted to say that he would deduct the Shou Yuan of that year, but after thinking about it carefully, Dao Ran felt a little strange and asked: "It's not the first time that a little monk has committed a killing ring, why do you have to bother Brother Lu to remind him personally this time?" ”

From the time he came down the mountain to the present, Daoran has killed Lanruo Temple, killed the spider spirit, and killed the seven love real people...... It can be said that the hands are full of blood, and they can't be counted at all.

The big-headed ghost hadn't said a word before that he hadn't said a word, why did he suddenly start reminding him not to kill?

"That's different, Master Dao Ran, it was completely different from today. Most of the murders you committed before were borrowed from the hands of the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, and the ones you did yourself only killed a spider spirit. That stone Zen Taoist priest is a Gu worm who died in his body, and the Seven Emotions real person died from a resentful soul backlash, and you didn't do it yourself. As for the monk of the Lingyin Temple, at that time you were there to save people, only this time it was completely because you had a grudge against him. ”

Dao Ran pondered it carefully, and it seemed that it was true, and until now, there seemed to be only two humans who were really killed by his own hands.

The first time he killed was the Taoist monk who poisoned the people of Hangzhou, and there was no fluctuation in his heart, but the second time he killed someone, he became a torturer and then killed himself, and he was really a ruthless protagonist.

"Master Daoran, according to the rules set by the sage, cannibalism is a great sin. Before, Lu Juan was also ready to report your merits to the king of Hades, if you kill again, Lu Juan is afraid that he will be killed. He knew that I had a relationship with you, so he quickly reminded me of it. ”

Why did you kill yourself and affect the title of the prefectural judge, what kind of miraculous karma is this?

"Cannibalism? Meaning, it's okay not to be of the same race? The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, and killing ants and killing people is also killing. Daoran asked.

"Hehe, the equality of all beings is the rule of Buddhism itself, not the rule set by the sage. Natural selection, there are always the weak and the strong in the world, and mortals also want to eat meat, what sin can they have? But cannibalism is never allowed. Big-headed ghost explained.

Dao Ran thought to himself, it turns out that the saint is not a Buddha gate, and the Buddha is too undignified.

"I was taught, but sometimes, the little monk couldn't hold back his anger. There is really no other way but to kill. Daoran said very frankly.

"I know, I know, there are always some people in this world who are even hot when the Buddha sees them." The big-headed ghost said and kicked Yan Li, causing him to let out a burst of screams.

"But there is one thing you have forgotten, mage, even if you kill him, you will not end up in hell and be punished. The key is not to kill, but to be punished, mage, you only feel that there is no other way but to kill because of the lack of punishment means. The big-headed ghost said.

"Please also ask Brother Lu for advice." Daoran sincerely asks for advice.

"Simple, the most cruel punishment in the world is the eighteenth layer of hell, and we who guard the hell ghosts can also borrow a trace of hell breath to punish the wicked. Master Daoran, don't you bring a ghost immortal, I will pass this method to him, and let the wicked cry and shout in the future to let you give him a good time. The big-headed ghost said proudly.

Dao Ran suddenly felt a pang in his heart when he heard this, Ma San's existence was still discovered by the underworld.

But the big-headed ghost didn't seem to care about Ma San, not only did he not mean to catch him and send him into reincarnation, but he was willing to teach him spells.

"Let Ma San no longer seem to be on the book of life and death, won't there be any problem in learning this spell?" Daoran asked.

The big-headed ghost shook his head and said: "The mage doesn't know, there are more nameless people in the book of life and death in this world, not to mention far away, let's just say that hundreds of years ago, the Monkey King ticked off all the apes in the world, and now less than seventy percent of them have been made up." Now no one dares to mention this matter, and if Lu Ju is mentioned, he will beat people, and we should all have nothing to do. ”

It turns out that the underworld is also rotten, and Daoran feels more and more that this underworld is down-to-earth, and it is indeed worthy of eating public food.

The big-headed ghost said it so clearly, Dao Ran naturally had no reason to refuse, and took out the copper bowl and released Ma San.

At this time, Ma San has completely become a seven or eight-year-old child, and as long as the eyes on his forehead are closed, he can't see any flaws at all.

What's even more amazing is that Ma San at this time already has the texture of flesh and blood, and is no longer translucent jelly-shaped.

"To be able to practice to this extent, this kid is amazing." The big-headed ghost said with emotion.

Dao Ran was about to say that Ma San looked young, in fact, he was dozens of years old, but after thinking about it, this big-headed ghost seemed to have seen the Great Sage making trouble in the underworld, and in terms of age, it didn't seem too much to shout at the child.

Daoran told Ma San what was going on, and asked Ma San if he was willing to learn.

Ma San looked ignorant, and only replied: "Master Daoran, if you let me learn, I will learn." ”

In Ma San's opinion, Dao Ran is the best person in the world for him, but he doesn't seem to have helped much. Ma San's ability to cultivate to this realm is completely because of his inferiority, for fear that Dao Ran will think that he is useless and drive him away.

It's just that Ma San has never fought with anyone, and Dao Ran doesn't understand the characteristics of ghost immortal cultivation, so no one knows how much ability he has now.

And now, Dao Ran can probably see a little bit.

Because not only the big-headed ghost, but even the long-tongued ghost who had been busy working beside him turned his head and glanced at Ma San, and his dead fish-like eyes changed slightly.

"I guessed that Master Dao Ran was following a ghost cultivator, but I didn't expect that he had already cultivated to the fire. With such cultivation of yours, it is easy to learn this "Hell Sutra Variation Diagram". ”

As soon as the big-headed ghost rubbed his small hand, a green light came out in front of him, condensed into a scroll, and handed it to Ma San.

"Let's open it and take a look." Big-headed ghost said.

Ma San took it, opened it and took a look, and suddenly his third eye opened in fright, and he was about to throw the scroll away, but he heard the big-headed ghost say: "Don't throw it, stare at it, look at which picture is comfortable, don't give up, give up once, it will be more difficult to learn again." ”

Ma San's childish little face was so frightened that his face distorted, as if there was something extremely terrifying on this scroll. Dao Ran looked at Yu Xin and couldn't bear it, so he said to him: "Don't force it, it doesn't matter if you can't learn it." ”

When Ma San heard this, his eyes immediately widened and he stared at the scroll: "Master Daoran, I can learn it." ”

Dao Ran suddenly felt a little guilty, as if he had put too much pressure on the child.

Dao Ran also took the opportunity to take a look, but in his opinion, the scroll was blurry, and even Tianmu couldn't see what was there, it seemed that this "Hell Sutra Changing Diagram" was indeed a practice that only ghosts could cultivate.

After a while, the scroll turned into green light and disappeared, completely merging into Ma San's body.

"Yes, yes, what I comprehend is the blood pool hell, it seems that you and I are destined." As soon as the big-headed ghost rubbed his fingers, there was an extra blood-red three-strand fork.

"This is the weapon I used when I was guarding the sixteenth layer of the Blood Pool Hell, and it's useless now. With this thing, you can comprehend the Blood Pool Hell of the Hell Sutra Diagram more quickly. The big-headed ghost handed the blood-red three-strand fork to Ma San.

A seven- or eight-year-old child holding a three-strand fork taller than an adult looks a little funny, but Dao Ran can feel the boundless bloody breath from this fork. This thing is different from the magic weapon that Dao Ran has seen before, perhaps, it can already be called a magic weapon.

And Dao Ran also heard some very important information from the words of the big-headed ghost, this ghost who used to guard the sixteenth layer of the blood pool hell, plus his relationship with the judge of the underworld seems to be very good, and he has experienced the big incident of the Monkey King in the underworld.

From this kind of indication, the big-headed ghost is by no means as simple as an ordinary ghost, and maybe it is also a party in the underworld.

Dao Ran felt that he was lucky to be able to meet such a person, and he would be able to take care of him when he went to hell in the future.

Ma San had already learned the "Hell Sutra Diagram", and at this time, the long-tongued ghost was also busy with his work, and he rolled his tongue and signaled to the big-headed ghost.

Dao Ran said to the taciturn ghost, "Thank you, Brother Huai. ”

This long-tongued ghost didn't seem to have done anything, but in fact, he deliberately slowed down his hands and feet, otherwise a mere ghost, how could he be busy for so many days, it was obvious that he was giving Ma San enough time to study, and this favor was in his heart.

The long-tongued ghost's expression did not change, but he also nodded to Dao Ran, and the two could be regarded as having formed a friendship.

At the time of parting, the big-headed ghost said to Dao Ran: "Master Dao Ran, don't worry for the time being, just the sin of this rotten thing, it must be rolled on the Daoshan Hell for ten years and eight years, and then reincarnated as a beast, if you are lucky, it will take three lifetimes to be a human again." If you're unlucky, you might be able to live eight or ten lifetimes. The big-headed ghost laughed.

"Thank you, Brother Lu, for giving the world justice." Daoran said sincerely.

Because of these eighteen layers of hell, the cycle of cause and effect can be considered meaningful.

The big-headed ghost replied, "You're welcome, it's my business." It's a pity that most mortals can't see hell. Otherwise, where would there be so many wicked people among mortals? If you don't see that this evil has evil retribution, you naturally have no fear, and only mortals will have all kinds of evil. If everybody knew the sufferings of hell, how could these wicked people dare? ”

Regarding the emotion of the big-headed ghost, Dao Ran felt that it was very reasonable. Hell is not a threat in large part because mortals can't see it in their lifetime.

Perhaps for a saint, it is normal for the law to be unknowable and unpredictable. Whether mortals know it or not, in the end, they still have to follow their rules.

It sounds sad.

But in a blink of an eye, Dao Ran said to the big-headed ghost: "It's okay, you can't see hell, mortals can also set their own laws, or they can splash blood in anger for five steps, this heaven and earth don't give retribution, they will take it themselves." Maybe one day, all good and evil will be punished before death, and hell may not exist. ”

The big-headed ghost listened, nodded and said, "Reasonable, or the mage can see clearly, and he is worthy of being a bodhisattva in the future." ”

Daoran: ......

I really can't tell if it's a compliment or a curse.

When the big-headed ghost and the long-tongued ghost left with the soul of the complete face power, Dao Ran curiously asked about the effect of this "Hell Sutra Change".

Ma San held the three-strand fork and said to Dao Ran with a little hesitation: "Master, I still just learned, I don't know how to describe it." I can only say that I can now let people experience what it feels like to be in a blood pool hell, just a little bit of skin, far from being compared to the real blood pool hell. ”

"Then try it, I want to experience the feeling of hell too." Daoran said.

Anyway, he will not become an immortal ancestor in this life, and as a result, there is only one road left in hell, so he can experience it in advance to prepare psychologically.

"This ......"

Ma San was a little hesitant, but he couldn't stand Daoran's insistence, Ma San could only nod and wave the three-strand fork in his hand lightly.

A faint layer of blood mist floated out and covered Dao Ran's body.

The next moment, Dao Ran's face changed drastically, and his whole body seemed to be uncontrollable, and he fell straight to the ground.

Ma San was startled and hurriedly withdrew the blood mist.

It only took two or three breaths before and after, but Dao Ran's whole body was soaked with cold sweat.

After a full half an hour, Dao Ran got up from the ground, and a determined expression appeared on his face.

He decided that he would never go to hell in this life, otherwise he would rather be a monk for the rest of his life.

The blood pool hell is so fucking terrifying, King Kong can't stand it if it's not bad.

However, Dao Ran was also very happy that he had won the battle with the shaman.